With so much information, Charles was much calmer at this time. No matter how powerful the other party was, he was a dead object, and it seemed to have some limitations.

As long as it replaces any door, a red light will appear on the top of his head. As long as he pays attention to this, the other party cannot easily induce himself to open it.

But then another question was placed in front of Charles. How should he find Gate No. 7 under the blocking of Gate No. 3?

Charles touched the door in front of him with his hand. It was door 15, and it was impossible to search according to the rules of numbers. There was no rule at all in the door here.

After wandering back and forth in this dusty metal corridor for a while, Charles suddenly thought of something and began to keep tilting towards Door No. 15 with a dagger.

"Captain, this is Gate 15, not Gate 7." Feuerbach said next to him.

"Of course I know!"

Although the door was strong, it was quickly lifted open when Charles used both swords and guns.

Charles walked in and there was nothing inside. There was a horrifying portrait in an abstract style on the wall reflecting metallic luster.

The man's limbs twisted into a ball like twists, and the organs other than his mouth were sewn with needles. His mouth opened loudly, looking very painful.

In the dark environment, I suddenly saw this painting, which made me feel uncomfortable. Feuerbach, who was standing beside me, quietly took a step back.

After looking at the portrait Charles thought for a moment, he said to it in a tone of speaking to him, "Do you know Tuba? Just the one who played Texas Hold'em with you."

Faced with Charles' inquiry, the portrait did not crawl out of the wall or made no sound, as if it was really just an ordinary portrait.

Charles sighed, his mind was really confused, how could he believe that lunatic Tuba?

Just as he turned around and was thinking of other solutions, something appeared on the wall of the corridor in front of him, which shocked him.

The portrait painting that was still in the room just now teleported to him and stared at him with his sewn eyes.

The atmosphere in the dim corridor began to become a little solemn. None of the things that could be contained by the foundation were good.

"Tuba is your friend? I heard him mention you, your name is 372?" Charles asked again.

The portrait did not react at all, and Charles slowly retreated from it toward the water surface.

But when the portrait just fell into darkness, another new painting appeared on the wall in front of Charles,

"This guy is following me?" Charles said in his heart.

"It didn't attack me, maybe I can continue to try to communicate."

Charles supported his hands on the wall, staring at the sewn eyes in front of him, and said word by word: "If you help me find where door 7 is, I can let Tuba forgive you for your debts."

Faced with Charles' inquiry, the portrait had no intention of moving at all.

"Can this painting only move outside human sight?" Charles thought of a guess.

Feuerbach seemed a little uneasy when he saw his captain inexplicably following the paintings on the wall.

"I feel like this is a bit dangerous, Captain. And are you sure you understand what you said?"

"It doesn't matter. Gate No. 3 is already staring at us in the dark. So what can I do if there is one more? Let's leave the field of vision and try to see if it will take us to Gate No. 7."

After Charles finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to the portraits on the wall and walked straight towards the depths of the darkness.

Looking at the metal doors on the right, Charles felt that this place was a little different from the relics detained in Laboratory No. 3. Most of the things in Laboratory No. 3 can be controlled, and as long as you know the rules, you can use them.

But the things here are very different. Not only are there no explanation, but the degree of protection is not the same level.

Whether it is Gate No. 3 or the portrait painting, if it is released, it will definitely cause big trouble.

The foundation puts these things at the bottom, perhaps just to completely isolate them from the human world.

Charles continued to move forward and soon reached the end of the dripping water. From here, we can see that the confined space here has not existed for long.

Charles turned his feet and walked along the slope toward the way. Soon when he reached the 9th door, he saw the portrait hanging on one of the doors.

"Is there 319 behind this door?" Charles looked at the huge number 12 on the door and thought for a while, and began to move and began to lift the door.

After two years of familiarity, the door was pried open by Charles, but what surprised him was that there was no printer-like 319 in Tuba's mouth. Behind the door No. 12 was a table with a marker alone on it.

"What do this thing want to do? Does it want me to release all the things in it?"

Charles, who had a hint of anger on his face, closed the door again and turned to look at the terrifying 372. "Do you think this is fun?"

"Pick." A light sound came from the room. Charles looked through his eyes and found that the marker had inexplicably dropped to the ground.

After looking at the 372 on the wall, Charles thought about it and walked over and picked up the pen.

The moment he picked up the pen, Charles' body was suddenly pulled by a huge force and rushed directly to the metal wall. His hand suddenly started drawing it as if it was resurrected by a ghost.

Soon a few lines of Dihai text appeared on the wall.

Conditions: 1. Find a container, 2. Let the wailing graffiti attach, 3. Take the wailing graffiti to the sea.

Remuneration: Guide the captain to find the soul printer.

【Agree? Disagree?】

"It turns out that 372 wants to use this money to communicate with him and let me take him out." Charles murmured in his heart as he looked at the words on the wall.

This condition is not harsh, and the position used to exchange 319 is very cost-effective for Charles. "I promise."

As soon as Charles finished speaking, he moved the pen in his hand and quickly drew a circle in his agreement.

"Wow~" The words on the wall began to burn, and Charles felt that he was carrying something on his back at this moment.

The "Swishy." marker is written again.

"Walk left and walk 15 meters to the left, the position of the mind printer."

"I have found the location of 319!" Charles rushed out quickly with a hint of excitement on his face, and followed the instructions on the wall to start looking for the so-called door 7.

Go out...turn left... walk forward 15 meters...left on the left...

Charles looked at the wall in front of him with a wonderful expression.
Chapter completed!